Master always wants to touch my tail after dressing up as a little milk fox

Chu Wei, who was sitting at the table with his lips curled up and in a good mood, suddenly heard crying from the kitchen, panicked, and hurried over.

Seeing the bright red blood on the chopping board and the little fox crying while clenching his fingers, Chu Wei felt nervous and immediately walked to his side.

"Injured your finger? Take it here and let me see." Chu Wei wanted to take his hand, but Qin Mo refused to give it to him.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Qin Mo just cried.

That stupid chicken's "devotion" was too scary, and he didn't want to be like that.

"Why do you apologize, show me your hand, why are you so careless, don't you know how to cook?" Chu Wei grabbed Qin Mo's hand while talking.

Qin Mo's strength was not as strong as Chu Wei's. Even though he was covering the wound with all his strength, Chu Wei still snatched his hand away.

Looking at the slender white finger, a slanted wound cut by the knife was still oozing blood, Chu Wei frowned deeply.

Almost without thinking, Chu Wei took Qin Mo's hand and put his bleeding finger into his mouth.

Qin Mo was a little surprised to see Chu Xi sucking his fingers in, and could still feel the touch of his tongue brushing his fingertips in his warm mouth.

Qin Mo's face flushed instantly, and he wanted to retract his fingers.

"Don't... be dirty."

Chu Xi held his finger in his mouth and couldn't speak, but looked at Qin Mo and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Some mischievous, Chu Wei put some more fingers into his mouth, then pulled some out, put some more in, and then out...

The strength of the tip of the tongue sucking is also stronger...

Qin Mo suddenly became frightened. He was thinking about "devotion" just now, and now he felt as if Chu Wei was going to suck his blood dry, and tears fell down again.

Chu Wei, who was originally just to tease him, panicked when he saw that he was crying, so he quickly took his hand out of his mouth, hugged the little spirit pet tightly, and walked into the house.

"Why are you crying? Is it hurt?"

"You want to suck my blood." Qin Mo lay in his arms, clutching the clothes on his chest, crying sadly to himself.

Chu Wei laughed softly, but he didn't expect him to cry for this reason.

"No, I'm stopping the bleeding for you, what's going on in my little head."

Qin Mo paused when he heard his voice, and then looked at his fingers, as if they were indeed not bleeding, so he believed it, but he still blushed and said, "It's dirty."

"Not dirty, my little pet is very clean everywhere."

While talking, Chu Xi carried him back to the room, sprinkled some medicinal powder on him, and then wrapped his fingers gently.

His hands were injured, and Chu Wei didn't dare to let him cook anymore, so he went to the kitchen to warm up the squeezed goat milk for Qin Mo, and brought it to the house.

Seeing Qin Mo whistling and drinking in small sips, Chu Wei went back to the kitchen, tidied up, and made lunch again.

After the two of them finished their meal, this time Chu Xi took the rare initiative to wash the dishes, and then according to his own habit, he took a small blanket and prepared to sleep on the recliner in the yard for a while.

Seeing Chu Xi go out, Qin Mo himself followed carefully, and followed him to the reclining chair.

When Chu Wei lay down, Qin Mo carefully climbed onto his body, nestled in his arms, and played with his collar with both hands a little uneasy.

Chu Xi closed his eyes, raised his hand and patted his little butt: "Just say what you want to say."

Qin Mo faltered for a while before he said, "Master, can you not eat foxes?"

Ruan Ruan was a stupid chicken, so he was eaten, but Qin Mo felt that he was a little stupid, so just now Chu Wei said to "eat foxes." So Qin Mo was a little scared, after all, Chu Wei wanted to use him to make a scarf for Wen Qilin.

"Eat foxes?" Chu Wei lazily opened his eyes, looking at the white and tender face in front of him, "Where do you "eat"?"

Qin Mo's face turned pale with fright: "I can't eat anywhere."

"It depends on whether you are good or not, maybe one day, I can't help it." Chu Wei seemed to be in a good mood, and closed his eyes again, the corners of his lips still curled up.

"I'm good."

Qin Mo's body trembled slightly in fright, and with a shake, he turned into a little red-haired fox with pointed ears, obediently lying on Chu Wei's body.

Chu Xi didn't care, and lifted the blanket on his body to cover him directly, with his hands under the blanket, he touched and pinched the little fox, and finally started to stroke the fox's tail habitually.

One person and one fox lay quietly in the yard and slept. When the sun moved slightly westward and was blocked by the courtyard wall, and a small shadow covered Su Zhuo's face, he opened his eyes and looked at the sky. It's almost time to go to the cultivation institute.

He is not so dedicated, and often he just goes to stay for half a day and then quits, but today is indeed a bit important, so he still wants to go in the afternoon.

Chu Wei got up together, and the little fox who had been sleeping on him was also woken up. He raised a small paw and rubbed his eyes, and looked at Chu Wei with pointed ears.

"I'm going to the Xiuzhen Academy, will you go with me, or stay?" Chu Wei asked casually as he straightened the folds on his clothes from the lunch break.

Qin Mo's ears twitched slightly, and he immediately got out from under the blanket, crawled along Chu Wei's trouser legs, into his arms, pulled off his clothes, and got in, leaving only a bunch of big tails outside.

Of course Qin Mo would go if he could go to class A, and he didn't want to stay here by himself, he had nothing to do, it was very boring.

Chu Wei didn't say anything more, one arm was bent, dragging the little fox in his arms weakly, and the other hand habitually pinched the big tuft of tail, Chu Wei went towards the cultivation institute.

When they arrived in Class A, the disciples had already sat down, and it seemed that it was a bit of a surprise that Chu Wei could come over. He raised his head when he heard the voice, and immediately lowered his head when he saw the big tail on his chest.

Sitting behind the desk on the table, Chu Xi still leaned according to his own habit, propped himself up with one elbow, and sat crookedly on the cushion.

The little fox in his arms was pulled out by him, he picked up the small front paws, and took a look at the fur. Because he turned into a fox, the white cloth wrapped in the cut had already fallen off, and he would still be able to see it in the fox's paws. A small wound was seen on the body, but it was not serious.

Chu Xi let go of his fox paws, and while playing with the six tails with both hands, he gave a lecture in an unhurried tone. He didn't lower his head until the following disciples had finished asking questions.

Looking at the big flower that I just made up with six tails, I am a little satisfied.